The Other Side of Life

*Warning: Another CWG post! Leave, if you are bored already!* Are you watching the Games? Please tell me you are! I am absolutely having a blast here! And this post, is of course about some of my thoughts on the Games.. **** The tickets were so totally worth! I had SO much fun on Saturday at the Tennis finals. My hands are still hurting from all the cheering and clapping we did for Sania Mirza! Too bad she didn't win, but to her credit, she actually played well! Till the last ball. With the crowd cheering her for every shot, there was little else she could do, but hey, she didn't disappoint us. The audience was fantastic, to say the least! My Dad kept pointing out how silent the Wimbledon audience are and how noisy we are, but in our defence, if we don't get to be noisy in Saddi Dilli, where else do we get to? Hmm? Bolo?  The poor Aussie counterpart had a rough time, complaining to the referee about the booing crowds, especially when the collective sound of "Once Mo...

Did I mention that one of the Search words leading to my Blog is "Commonwealth Games"? I guess that goes for the number of times I have written about them here! ;) And since the damage has already been done, and I have been tainted as a CWG Blogger, I guess another post won't do much harm! Last one. I promise. *My Fingers are crossed. La la!* So, I gather you have seen all the media reports? Are you absolutely aghast at the sad state Delhi is in? Are you wondering how us poor Delhites are putting up with this mess? Are you wondering if the Games are going to let us down and embarrass us in ways we can't imagine? Are you wondering why Abhishek Bachchan's Idea ad is SO stupid? This is where you will get the answers to all your questions (Except the last one. Beats me too.), ankhon dekhi khabar, infused with oodles of optimism! That's right! After months of contrived hysteria and exaggeration from the media, I have realized the only way out of this mess is throu...

I am SO tired, it's not funny. I could have avoided writing anything at all today, but I can assure you if that happened, the blog's existence would be a serious concern, considering I haven't written in SO long. So, despite being tired enough to happily sleep with those dogs on the beds at the CWG Village, I am going to attempt to write! Cheers to that!  Before I go any further, please do a Chandler Bing style "Param Pam Bishh" for the dear blog! We just turned 50 posts old. The baby's growing up. Sniff. This is the worst possible way to usher in a moment like that, but this Blogger's block I tell you, is a desperate witch. Anyhoo. This is the point where I actually start the post. But considering I don't have much to say, imagine an awkward silence here. There is a lot of discussion on the CWG. I could add on to that hullabaloo, considering I am bang in the midst of all that, but I won't. Because there are other things that caught my attention...

I am so disgusted and angry even as I am writing this, I know for a fact I will regret this post. But if I don't write this, I'll just start crying, which will look very odd in office. So.  I have never said this, in the 22 years of my life. I am saying this now. Do not come to Delhi. For the Commonwealth Games. Or ever. Coming from a die-hard Delhite, this is a huge deal. I feel stone-hearted saying this, but don't come to Delhi unless: Unless you want to look at infrastructure like subways and think to yourself how awesome they are, then go inside only to find them flooded with sewage water. And cross through that very sewage water to make it to the other side of the road, because the only other option you have is jumping over the very high divider on the main road, put up so as to dissuade pedestrians from using the main road to cross , instead of the superbly awesome sewage water filled subway. Of course, followed by reaching office, washing your legs thrice and still f...

Oh well. It's Monday again. Can you believe the utter audacity of this? The week barely crawls by and the weekend flies by at the speed of light. Un-freakin-believable. Whatever. Sigh. I have nothing to write about. Zilch happening in my life. So random musings it is going to be! I am so sleepy, it's not funny. For a second, if you tell me I am sleep-blogging, I would even buy it. That sleepy. And that at 10:30 in the morning! I don't get the logic behind forcing sleepy employees to come to work. How is it ever going to be productive? Na-uh. Never. They should just let us finish our sleep, come to office at our convenience, let us take some forty winks after lunch and work when we feel like. That would not just be productive, but, it would also result in some out of the world employee satisfaction. True Fact. I was super-impressed by all these Bloggers who have started writing fiction. There was once when I did that for the only Blogathon I ever participated in. But never...

Finally, my Blog has matured enough to handle random musings from me. So here we go! It's raining! Finally, it is raining in Delhi. Okay, so compared to say Mumbai, or even Hyderabad, this is just a sprinkle from someone up above washing his balcony, but still, it is raining! I don't get the guy who designed Monsoons. Seriously. Why does the Monsoon have to split into two parts and reach Delhi empty after spilling water all along both the routes? Why can't it take a single circular route and reach either the East or West in the end? Dumb designer. Also, on the same note, there were a couple of peacocks on my Terrace yesterday! Like I said on Twitter, Dilli monsoon is rain Kam and Drama Zyada! It was a pretty sight though! Connect these two sentences.  It is raining in Delhi The entire city has been dug up for construction work for the Commonwealth Games. Answer: For the lack of a better, more sophisticated word - Keechad. Who digs up before Monsoons? Agreed monsoons i...

Of late, my family and I have taken it upon ourselves to inform all guests visiting us, that come October, Delhi would be dressed up like a Bride, waiting for her Muhurtam moment - the Commonwealth Games! I am one of those people, who is super excited about this, not only because my Terrace overlooks one major Sports complex and centre of all activity, but also because, just like a real life bride, with the event will come a lot of gifts. That includes the Metro for South Delhi, for which we have been putting up with detours for long enough that we have forgotten what the original and shortest route to our house is. We also have a "Street Beautification" drive happening on our access road, because it is also the access road to the above mentioned Sports Complex (which I can peep into, from my Terrace! How cool is that!). This means, the footpaths, dividers and traffic islands are being demolished and built all over again. Which makes a lot of sense, expect that this activity...